Chapter 24: Little Brother

The duel between Cang Luo and Chen Dahu lasted half a shi, with most of the time spent in a war of attrition; Cang Luo used his supreme skill of "Listening to Sound to Identify Position" and stones to ambush and deplete Chen Dahu's yuan power and stamina.

However, as the battle circle shrank later on, Chen Dahu began a frantic counterattack, forcing Cang Luo into a wretched state where he could be defeated by Chen Dahu at any moment.

Just as everyone thought Cang Luo was certain to lose, the two exchanged a hard clash.

After that single move, Chen Dahu crashed to the ground with a boom, groaning in pain, leaving the observing disciples utterly shocked.

One disciple cried out, "How is this possible? Brother Chen, with a Warrior Stage 5 cultivation, was defeated by someone of Warrior Stage 3 who crossed a realm?"

"What's impossible about it? That brat went from begging for mercy at the start to proposing a blindfolded duel, employing every trick to deplete Chen Dahu.

But finding he still couldn't win, he finally decided to seize an opportunity to risk his life and strike the opponent's vital point directly.

Such a person can bend and stretch, thinks meticulously, and acts decisively and ruthlessly; it's no surprise he defeated the arrogant and overconfident Chen Dahu."

"Exactly. When facing such an opponent, either shut them up with one move or take the long way around.

Speaking of which, he's truly ruthless; he actually dared to ruin Chen Dahu's seed root. Now the two have formed a death grudge, and his elder brother Chen Dalong will surely come for revenge."

"Ah! My fifteen taels of silver are gone... lost... let's go, let's go, go cultivate."

The observing disciples found it hard to accept the duel's result; those who had bet on Chen Dahu to win began to complain bitterly.

Some said Chen Dahu was a paper tiger, arrogant and underestimating his opponent, causing them to lose their money.

Others said Cang Luo was despicable, both hiding his cultivation and using hidden weapons, making his victory unfair.

In contrast, the few disciples who had bet on Cang Luo to win wore expressions of joy they could hardly conceal; this was a tenfold return!

Of course, the happiest of all was the referee and bookmaker, who had made a fortune...

Besides them were Cang Luo's three roommates and Xiang Xiang Yunjiao; they never expected Cang Luo to actually win.

Liu Xuande and Li Zhanxing regretted it immensely, secretly chiding themselves for not listening to Cang Luo and betting on him to win, otherwise they could have made a fortune.

Xiang Xiang Yunjiao came to Cang Luo's side to check his arm injury, found it was merely slightly swollen, and immediately channeled yuan power into the swollen area to reduce the swelling.

She cultivates a Water-attribute mental technique; Water-attribute yuan power has a healing effect.

While the crowd was either happy or angry, Chen Dahu, lying on the ground, twisted his face in pain, his whole body trembling, hands clutching his lower body as he groaned and regretted his actions.

He regretted agreeing to Cang Luo's condition for a blindfolded duel, having fallen for this shameless villain's trap.

But now, whatever was said was too late.

Because, his balls had been smashed!

In the instant his balls were smashed, besides pain, there was despair; he suddenly felt that living in this world had lost all meaning.

What is the most important thing in a man's life?

First is cultivation, second is the balls!

The former is the condition for obtaining glory and wealth, while the latter is the foundation for enjoying that glory and wealth.

If one cannot enjoy glory and wealth, what use is having a body of cultivation?

Thinking and thinking, Chen Dahu shed tears of regret, feeling he had nothing to live for, but he immediately thought of the mastermind behind all this, Cang Luo.

Chen Dahu removed his blindfold, gritted his teeth against the pain in his lower body, and said in a harsh voice, "Cang Luo, I will not be considered human if I do not avenge this grudge. Just you wait; the harm you caused me, I will return to you tenfold in the future."

As he spoke, Chen Dahu tried to stand up but was unable to due to the pain.

At this moment, a few disciples who had just said they wanted to join Ouyang Lie's faction hurried over to help him up; they would not let such a chance to gain favor slip away.

Chen Dahu looked at them gratefully and said weakly, "Trouble you, senior brothers, to take me to the Pill Pavilion."

He still held a sliver of hope for his balls, preparing to go to the Pill Pavilion to find an official and see if it was possible to save one or two of them.

Just as Chen Dahu was about to leave for the Pill Pavilion to heal, Cang Luo suddenly shouted, "Wait!"

Hearing Cang Luo's voice, Chen Dahu's lower body trembled violently, feeling abnormal pain.

With the help of two outer sect disciples, he slowly turned around, intending to say some harsh words to Cang Luo, but saw Xiang Xiang Yunjiao tenderly healing the other party; Chen Dahu's blood instantly surged with rage.

Can I still find those delicate maid disciples to be intimate with in the future?

Thinking of those matters between men and women, Chen Diao couldn't help but feel a deep sorrow and despair, looking at Cang Luo with boundless hatred.

While enjoying Xiang Xiang Yunjiao's treatment, Cang Luo tilted his head to look at Chen Dahu's lower body; the warm yuan power on his arm and the touch of Xiang Xiang Yunjiao's skin, smooth as a bubble, felt very comfortable.

Actually, if it were possible, Cang Luo didn't want to attack Chen Dahu's lower body either.

But at that time, there was truly no other way; there was only one chance to attack, so naturally, he had to strike the most fatal spot.

Feeling his arm was not so painful anymore, Cang Luo walked in front of Chen Dahu to block his path and smiled, "Did I let you go? You want to duel, you duel; you want to leave, you leave?

We haven't determined a winner yet. Come, come, let's fight another three hundred rounds."

"You!" Chen Dahu was so angered by Cang Luo that he was speechless.

I've been beaten like this, and it's still not over?

Damn it! Does this treacherous villain want to stall time to stop me from healing? Highly likely!

"You what, you, you, you?"

Cang Luo grabbed Chen Dahu's collar by the fist, speaking in a deliberately sarcastic tone, "Do you want to be a coward and avoid battle? That's not impossible either. I'll give you two choices.

First, crawl under my crotch. Second, tell me who sent you to trouble me."

As soon as Cang Luo finished speaking, the old blood Chen Dahu had held in his chest instantly couldn't be held back and spurted out, almost spraying Cang Luo.

He remembered that before the duel, he had said the same words to Cang Luo.

I give you two choices: first, crawl under my crotch; second, duel with me...

Same situation of having the collar grabbed, same two choices.

Only the positions of the two sides had changed; truly, the Way of Heaven has retribution and reincarnation!

But how did he know I was sent by someone?

At this moment, a disciple with a pair of triangular eyes who had been supporting Chen Dahu frowned.

He looked at Cang Luo and said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Cang, Senior Brother Chen has already lost and cannot continue fighting; do not be so aggressive.

Leave a line of room when doing things so you can meet again later; moreover, your methods are despicable, making your victory truly unfair."

Cang Luo burst out laughing at the Triangular-Eyed Disciple's words, sneering: "What a ridiculous joke—I'm being aggressive? My tactics are despicable?

Didn't you yourself come after me with aggression before?

Isn't it despicable for a Warrior Stage 5 to force a Warrior Stage 3 into a duel?

Only you can oppress me, but I can't fight back?

What kind of logic is that? Who the hell do you think you are?"

Cang Luo fired off these questions one after another; the Triangular-Eyed Disciple fell silent. He had seen the whole thing from start to finish—he knew perfectly well who was right and who was wrong.

He'd just spoken up for Chen Dahu to curry favor, to make Chen Dahu remember he'd helped him—free favors are never to be turned down.

Though the Triangular-Eyed Disciple said nothing more, he already hated Cang Luo with every fiber of his being.

Damn it! He's only Warrior Stage 3—how dare he speak to me, a Warrior Stage 4, like this!?

Cang Luo ignored the Triangular-Eyed Disciple, glanced at Chen Dahu's lower body, and said coldly: "Choose. If you don't choose, you won't leave. Stay here and waste time.

I've got time. I just worry your little brother won't."

"Little brother?" Li Zhanxing suddenly asked from behind Cang Luo: "Senior Brother Cang, I didn't hear he had a little brother?"

"He does have an older brother—Warrior Stage 7. Watch out for his revenge."

Cang Luo nodded. He'd already heard someone mention Chen Dahu had a Warrior Stage 7 older brother.

Come on! Soldiers meet soldiers, earth meets water!

Cang Luo sighed: "'Little brother' is my hometown term—it means the thing you piss with."

For a moment, no one reacted. Liu Xuande chuckled: "Good, good. Calling such an indecent thing 'little brother' isn't half bad.

The progenitor root is for continuing the lineage—it's the most vital organ on a man's body, akin to a brother."

With Liu Xuande's explanation, everyone burst into laughter—even the usually stern Zang Feng couldn't help smiling.

Everyone found it amusing and began repeating it.

"Little brother!"

"Little brother?"

"Little brother..."

The group's laughter drew plenty of disapproving glares from female disciples who hadn't left yet; the female disciples who'd lost their bets hurried away.

Xiang Xiang Yunjiao's face flushed crimson—Senior Brother Cang, really! How could he say such a crude thing right in front of me...

To Chen Dahu, their laughter was unbearable—it felt like mockery, as if they were laughing at him, calling him rootless, a eunuch, a waste...

Chen Dahu let out a bitter laugh and said to Cang Luo: "No one ordered me. Victory or defeat—kill me or cut me up, do as you please. But make me crawl under your crotch? Only if you drag my corpse there."

Chen Dahu dared not reveal that Ouyang Lie had ordered him to trouble Cang Luo.

If he did, the entire Profound Heaven Sect would have no place for him—he'd be killed by Ouyang Lie!

Cang Luo frowned, then smiled: "Won't say it? Then I'll wait until you're ready to speak. Let's see who can outlast whom."

"You—you're pushing too far!" Chen Dahu's chest heaved with rage, his mind torn—was his little brother more important than his life?

Damn it! Why did I start saying 'little brother'?

It's the progenitor root! My progenitor root!

Cang Luo ignored Chen Dahu, chatting with Liu Xuande and the others while pondering his own situation.

So far, he had two known enemies: Chen Dahu, and his Warrior Stage 7 older brother, Chen Dalong.

Chen Dahu was already finished—no need to fear him. His brother Chen Dalong wasn't much of a concern either—just Warrior Stage 7.

He'd advanced from Warrior Stage 1 to Warrior Stage 3 in just two hours—he'd surely surpass them in short order.

What Cang Luo truly feared was Chen Dahu's unseen mastermind. Unknown enemies were the most terrifying. If he didn't uncover the truth, he'd lose sleep and appetite.

Cang Luo was thinking. Chen Dahu was hesitating whether to reveal the mastermind—he truly dared not betray Ouyang Lie.

Seeing Chen Dahu still wouldn't speak, Cang Luo decided to keep waiting him out.

But just then, Zang Feng suddenly said: "Junior Brother Cang, let him go. The afternoon cultivation session is about to begin. Let's take you to report to Brother Liang, the administrator."

"Let him go?"

Cang Luo and Chen Dahu both looked puzzled.

Chen Dahu thought Zang Feng was being sensible—afraid of offending his brother, trying to do him a favor—but he wouldn't be grateful.

Cang Luo sensed Zang Feng had something to say to him, and remembered how Zang Feng had saved him before the duel.

Though he didn't understand why Zang Feng wanted him to release Chen Dahu, after a brief hesitation, Cang Luo agreed—he let Chen Dahu go.

Chen Dahu was quickly carried off by several outer sect disciples to receive treatment, daring not to utter a single threat—he feared Cang Luo, this treacherous bastard, might suddenly change his mind.

Chen Dahu's hatred surged like a flood—he'd repay this humiliation tenfold, a hundredfold, once his wounds healed.

And Zang Feng—don't think saying one kind word will make me spare you.

Oh, and that female disciple—I'll smash Cang Luo's little brother first, then rape her right in front of him...

Little brother... damn it! I can't stop saying it!

It's the progenitor root!

After Chen Dahu left, Cang Luo asked softly: "Senior Brother Zang, why did you tell me to let him go?"

Cang Luo held Zang Feng in high regard—he was powerful, and had saved Cang Luo's life.

Though Zang Feng was younger, this was a world where strength ruled.

Age meant nothing—only cultivation stage mattered!

"Yeah, why?" Li Zhanxing also couldn't understand.

Zang Feng clenched his powerful fist and said solemnly: "So what if you know who ordered Chen Dahu?

With your current cultivation stage, can you handle the enemies coming your way? You can't stop them—you'll only deepen their hostility."

"How so?" Cang Luo asked earnestly.

"I don't know how you managed to offend the other party, but the fact that they didn't come deal with you personally and instead sent someone else must have a reason.

Maybe they're wary of something, or maybe they simply don't think it's worth their own hand."

Cang Feng paused, then went on: "Once that person's identity is exposed, they'll surely come after you in person, and then you'll be in real trouble, so it's better not to know.

What matters most for you now is to use the time while Chen Dahu is injured to cultivate hard, and wait for his revenge — or his elder brother Chen Dalong's revenge."

Liu Xuande cut in: "Senior Brother Cang is right."

Cang Feng added: "Let's go, we'll take you to report to Liang Zhishi. Work hard at cultivation — Chen Dalong is only at Warrior Stage 7, and I believe you can handle him."

With that, Cang Feng flicked his short ponytail and strode off with easy grace; Liu Xuande and Li Zhanxing hurried to follow, leaving Cang Luo and Xiang Xiang Yunjiao behind — they knew the two had something to say to each other.

Cang Luo nodded, feeling Cang Feng's words made a lot of sense.

If it's fortune, it isn't disaster; if it's disaster, you can't dodge it — all he could do was cultivate hard and raise his cultivation.